Zara
I woke up to see that I was the only one awake. Oh wait, beside me there was only Julia and miles . Where is Paxton ? Did he disappear? Did something happen to him?
A hundred thoughts ran in my mind and suddenly I heard someone cough. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw Paxton standing near a closed window and looking outside somewhere far.
I walked up to him making sure not to disturb the two sleeping. “Still thinking about your mom?” I asked and he looked startled. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you” “Oh no, it’s fine. It is just that I was standing here alone for the past few hours that I didn’t realise anyone of you would wake up and scare me” he laughed it out. “And no, I wasn’t thinking about mom” he said and I right away knew it was a lie.
“Oh come on. Don’t lie. I can understand the feeling. Remember last time I was the one to feel like this. You can not fool me” I said expecting a giggle at least and he laughed. “Fine. You’re right. I was thinking about mom. I miss her. I miss both my parents.” He said averting his gaze back to window .
I heard a small yawn and I saw that Julia woke up. She saw us and gestured me to continue talking with him. I guess she understood what was happening here just by our looks.
We didn’t speak again. Just stood there for each other in silence. I don’t know why but I felt the sudden feeling of family when I was near him. Both of us grieving for our mothers created a particular bonding in my heart. But I don’t know what he feels . I just could not control and leaned on his shoulders and looked out of the window. He glanced down on me but did not move. He let me stay.
After a while I turned and saw that Julia and miles were awake and were talking silently. I guess that is called whispering. I nudged on Paxton’s arm and he looked in their direction . We both nodded to each other and went towards them . We still had some of the pasta left so we decided to have that now.
Even though we feel free to talk to each other about our pasts and share our grievances we felt very awkward to talk about anything else and kill time until we got our next letters. As if reading me was very obvious miles spoke. “Why do we feel so awkward to speak normally but feel completely comfortable to talk about dark pasts? I mean shouldn’t it be the vice versa?” he asked and I nodded.
“Yes, let’s talk about something until we get our next riddle” Paxton said lightening his mood. “ Speak of the devil” Julia said and pointed. I knew what it meant . Our next letter had arrived. Paxton sighed and was about to stand up but Julia stopped him. Instead she rose and went to pick up the letter.
She came up to us but did not sit down. She started reading it out aloud.
“ Hello my lovelies,
Hope you loved the pasta. I made it myself. Specially, the blood sauce pasta . I made it with blood'
“What?!” I said not believing that I was savoring a pasta made out of blood. Miles choked on his own saliva and Paxton looked at Julia as if she confessed her love to him out of nowhere.
“Relax and let me continue” is all she said.
' Don’t worry, it was just a joke. I love cooking but that doesn’t mean I can cook blood. But I would love to see your reactions to this joke.
Coming back to the main point , I hope paxty is over with mommy’s memories? Now, you have to go your right and then open the window. As soon as you open the window to its full extent you’ll hear a click. Push the empty cupboard near the window and you’ll find a door. Open it . And get inside. Mind you get inside all at once because once it is closed it cannot be opened. Neither from inside nor from outside.
I believe the last thing you want now is to be separated. Then you know the drill.
Your lovely riddle :-
THE CRITICAL POINT OF LIFE OR A MOVIE
A PLACE TO WATCH A BEAUTIFUL SCENIC
THE ONE FROM WHERE YOU COULD EITHER FALL OR RISE
Good luck my lovelies'